Rest/Sick Day 7, Aug. 12 Yakima

The motorcyclists had left at about 4 in the morning for some reason, revving and lighting up the tent, but other than that we both slept fairly well. Andy was starting to mend a bit, but I was feeling pretty pooped still. Cough was chesty and I sounded like quite the smoker.

We packed up and went in search of the greenway along the river hoping to avoid as much of the less-than-charming metropolitan area as possible. When the path ended, we found ourselves on Fruitvale and 40 and ate at this funny chain called Sharis that had the most extensive menu I had ever seen. After leafing through 30 plastic pages, we finally decided and ate our filling breakfast. At some point I mentioned that I could really use another rest day (prompted to do so the night before by dear Marya) and Andy took action with the phone book. Within 1/2 hr, about 9am, we were at the less than luxurious Red Carpet Motor Inn just down the street, where we remained almost exclusively for the next 24 hrs.

Out of reading material, we gorged ourselves on Never Say Never Again, Star Wars, MASH, X-Files and sodas from the 7-11 across the street. At one point we took a break to ride about 10 blocks down to the Yakima Cinema and see the X-Files matinee for $5. Then returned to regular TV gorging and resting, drinking lots of tea, napping, and eating a delivered pizza for dinner.

In the end, what's another day in the grand scheme of things?